Feng Yuran stepped on Yu Mingyong's body and walked up to her, "What happened? Why are you still here? It's getting late now. Let's leave the manor together." A cold smile hung on his handsome lips. He walked up to hold Mo Xuetong's hand without any hesitation and left.

There was a strange look in his eyes which were so similar to the devil's. His eyes shone with beauty under the sunlight and were extremely charming!

Was Feng Yuran angry? Why was he angry for no ...